The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, December 7, 1887, Page 4

WM. E. WALTON, J PRESIDENT. SECRETARY. f WALTON & TUCKER INVESTMENT COMPANY. (cence MONEY ALWAYS ON HAND TO LOAN ON REAL ESTATE SECURITY, At Lowest Rates of Interest and on Time to suit wishes of the Borrower. We have a large amount of Eastern Money to Loan on THREE or FIVE Years Time at Low Rates and Furnish The Money at once Without Delay or Uncertainty. We keep on Hand at all Times a Large amount of Money to be Loaned on Time from SIX months to FIVE YEARS, and allow the Borrower to pay part or all eny time and stop interest. Parties wishing tv boirow either Large or Small amounts for a few months or for a serm of years should call and see us, as we can FURNISH THE MONEY QUICKLY And on as good terms as it is possible to be obtained in Missouri. We also have A COMPLETE AND RELIABLE ABSTRACT ~ Of Title to all Farms and Town Lots in Bates County. WALTON & TUCKER INVESTMENT CO. THE SANTA FE. Anderson's Approximate—Both Lines te be Completed Within Twelve Months. Frank P. Anderson has returned from St. Louis. He was there look- ma on the Santa Fe “Work will be commenced in earnest by the Fe ina very short time,” said Mr. Anderson. “The entire line .zill be let in December, and the contractors will be givea twelve months for the completion of their work. “The Kansas City line, I presume, will run from Versailles by way of Sedalia. That route will be more expeasive, but somswhat shorter than by way of Warrensburg. The Western line will run from Versailles by way of Clinton to Ft. Scott, and then on to a connection with the main lines in Kansas. It will pass through the northern part of Vernon county according to the survey al- Yeady filed. I am satisfied that no material change will be made, for the object of the Santa Fe is to de- molish time, and the shortest route is essential to that end. While the road will not vary from its air line to touch Neuada, yet it is not im- probable that the company will build a spur track into this city. “When completed the Santa Fe’s distance from the state line to St. Louis will be about ten mile shorter than by way of the Missouri Pacific.” Mr. Anderson hada scale of the | grade submitted -by the company for estimates. It shows the West- ern line through Clinton and Bates | end northera Vernon and the Thanksgiving in the Country. (Commanicated.) “O Mamma! Mamma! guess what our new teacher said to-day?” cried gx year old Harry as he bounded 1n- to the room where Mrs. Blank and myself were quietly talking. With- out giving her time to answer, excitement. “We are going to have a Thank—Thankee—Thankeeser at our school, with turkey and cran- berries, and celery and cake with raisins in it, and cake with candy on it and cake whiter than snow, and— and—and all for us, and our mamma's and our papa's and our little sisters and whocp, whoop hurrah, ain’t our new teacher jolly? And with avoth- er shout he rushed out to the barn proclaiming as he went “0' he is jolly, he is jolly” Harry catching his breath said, “No! No! not all for us, Mr. Nichols came by Mr. Graham's and bought the very biggest turkey, but he said there would be fifty mil- lions of peoplethere. Oh! my, where will they all stand? And we'll have to wait till they all eat. Oh! Oh! it will be so long. “And he too ran out to the barn. Welaughed hearti ly at the entusiasm of the one and the dismay of the other. Mrs. Blank said ““My boys do not always catch the exact meaning of their elders, but here comes Mary, she'll be able to tell us all about her teachers plans.” Mary explained; M . Nichols aims to have Thanksgiv ing exercises in school. He says izst- ing impressions may be made upon our minds by making ita day we'll | like to think of when we grow older. “And mamma’continued the thought- ful girl, “I dont think I ever under- stood a national Thanksgiving until he explained how the whole nation, fifty millions will join as the voice of One man in prayer and praise. He said “it is a sublime thought” and I think so too. She said the teacher wanted their parents and friends tobe present and turning to me said, you will go won't you? I readily assented, nothing gives me more pleasure than ming- ling with children and learning from them the thousand things which can be acquired no other way. The week was spent on the tipted of expectation. Days went by on leden wings, yet Thursday Nov. 24th at last dawned, clear and bright. Nay, not so. But what said thusehappy children? This was their very own Thanksgiving . and they couid make plenty of su- his brother Frankie began in childish | shine. Their,faceeshone,with pride We gathered into the school room, and pleasure the bell rang—the well trained child- ren glided into respective places, and the teacher proceeded to erry out a well arranged programe. After a song * young lady inclearmodulated tones read the Thanksgiving procla- mation by Grover Cleveland. Mr. Nichols made a few pertinent remarks read the twenty third Psalm and Mr. Graham lead in prayer. Then the origin design and history of Thanks- giving observances in theU. S. was brought out by the various recita- tion, and select reading bythe school. Songs were sung, children’s voices sweetly blending with the deep ton- ed organ. And by and by noon did come. Oh, sucha dinner, frankest fondest hopes were realized and Harry didn’t have to wait. Teacher and pupils seem perfectly agreed that Carlyle was mistaken in think- ing the intellect all and the body on ly an appen‘age, an adjunchet. They certainly ate with’ cultivated appe- tites. Everything necessary to make Thanksgiving palatable was abun- dantly supplied. And just here let me digress to say for good dinners, commend me to the farm house, with good cream, fresh eggs, sweet butter and fat turkeys. Aftera social hour, at the signal little folks fled in and literary work was reumed. After the teachers programe was finished there were impromptaspeeches, in- structive and agreeable. When we dispersed we all felt that the inspira- tion of everything connected with the day hed been for good. The hearts went out in thankfullness for homes, home relations, schools and conscientious teachers. Franz. Consumption, Wasting Diseases, And general debility. octors disagree asto the relative value ot Cod Liver Oil and Hypophosphites—the one supplying strengh and flesh; the other giving nerve power, and acting as a tonic to the digestive and entire svstem. But in Scott's Emulsion of Cod Liver Oil with Hy pophosphites, the two are combined, and the effect is wondestul. Thousands who have derived no permanent benefit trom other preparations have been cured by its use. This is not an ee SSeS Ssh SS SSS SSS sss ss assumption, but tacts that are substantiated by the experience of the ten years. end the Phvsiciane tn t the country. ee t4g-1m. 4 § \ endorsements of thdusauds ot the oT rwo OF A KIND. fhe prettiest girl f eversew? ‘Well, Ideetare, upon refiestion, Dropping t-om eut the ence, of coursn, ‘Tee prcintsee roses by reGection, think that Icaa ly say. ‘ Altac’ in fashien's husnts I've tarried, rettiest girl I eversaw sre ie slave iso\ctaal we were unarvie® But that was leag age. you 687, And time and care Go dim the Brightest O: eyes, and fll w.th embonpeiat Figures erstwhile the lithest, slightest, ‘The prettiest girl I knew to-day? Well, honor bright, the truth’s my duty, Of all the betles, blonde or brunette, My Marguerite she is the beauty. Ah, Margeerite, she te the pear! Of all the werld, the Gearcet dsiey; ‘Come, now. you needn't look at me As tf you thought I had gone crazy! My Marguerite is fairer far Than eny fair—!I wish I'4 brought ber— fm sure you would agree with me There's none like Marguerite, my daughter —Boetos Hobe. HER SECOND CHOICE. Urs. Wallace's ‘‘Miserly Old Broth- er-in-Law.”” “What a pity itis that this sort ef life can't last f rever,”’ said the Widow Wallace. wi ha sigh and « smile. The picnic in the woods had proved & perfect success. The ice-cool drinks were delicious, the cold fowl was per- f-ct and the lobster mayonnaise cou'd1't have been exceled by D-i- monico himself. An-1 the sponge eaks was lighter than golden feathers; and the chick-n pie was fixvored to a nicety, and there were f rks, sp sons and napkins enough for every body— a thiog that seldom happens at a pic- nic. And the dancing was going briskly o: in the covered patform to the music of two fiddles aud a harp; and Mrs. Wallace leaned over the edze of the little ripplisg brook, her fair fin- gers in the waver. her straw hat gar- landed around with fern leaves and wild roses. Mr. Maison wa'ched her, with dark eves of langiid amusement, as he sat reclining against the trunk of a giant oak, with his haids clasped on the top of his head, in an attitude of not ungraceful doloe far niente. “Well. why oan't it last forever?" said he, slowly. Mrs. Waliace made a slight move- went of impatience. “Why? said she—‘why" can’t it? That isa man’s question for all the world. When you know perfectly well that Ihave got to go to work, teach- ing, inthe autumn.” Sho looked such a child, herself, with the loose brown curls blown about her sweet, dimpled face: and, after all, she was only nineteen. “Ah, yes, 1 remember,"’ said Mr. M.dison, rousing himself up in'osome- thing like active interest. “You were loft unprovided for, by the dea:h of your husband."* “Yes,"" said Mra Wallace, with a slight shrug of the shoulders. “We were two Babes in the Woods— Charley and L_ I didn't understand econemy, and Charley didn't know how tosavo; and when he died there was nothing left but debts." “But there was a rich brother—a half brother—a something—wasu't there?”’ The Widow Wallace's bright brown eyes svarkled with indignant fire. “Yes,"" said she. ‘Charley made quite sure thst he would provide fur me. But he hasn't.” “Have you asked him?” “No; of course I haven't," retorted the widow. “It is his business to come to me. And, besides, I have been told that—that he was not quite pleased when Charley married a poor little district school teacher like me. And I'm not a beggar,"’ added Mrs. W: lace, with spirit. “He may be a very good sort of fel- jow,"’ sugges'ed Madison, sleepily. “But he isn’t,” said the widow. “He's a miserly old crab. And I hate him. And I'd sooner starve than apply to Aim for help. He knows perfectly well that I was poor, and he has never volunteered to help me.” “Wha' a savage he must be,” said Mr. Madison. “I can teach,” said Mrs Wallace; thatia, if Isucceed in getting a school; 0: Icould give music lessons, only it is so impossible to obtain scholars nowadave. And I can do very nice silk embroidery and paint on china, and I learned to mend point Ince beau- tifully when I was in the convent.” “But all these employments are dif- ficult to obtain, and poorly paid when you secure them,’’ suggested Mr. Mad- ison. “Please don’t discourage me,"’ said the Widow Wallace, looking up with | bright, plaintive eyes, “because I've | I've: got to work for my living now. got just enough money to pay my board here until the first of September, and then—then the world begins in good earnest for me—the real, hard, work- a-day world.”” And there was a suppressed sob in the poor. forlorn little creature's voice that went to Madison’s heart. *Do you know,"" said he “I'd try that brother-in-law again, if I were you. He may not be as black as he is painted.” “Neverf’ said the widow. And then, as if with an after thought, she | added: “Mr. Madison, please don’t think me too communicative in telling you all this. Of course [can't expect the world to be interested in my affairs; Dat when you showed real sympathy, 2 -L ecoutan't netp temng you ail = it's evear and a half now since poor Charley died. and I'm very lonely. and—" ‘Mrs’ Wallace,” sad Madison, -brupuy. “vyoll,"" said the widow ia alow Voire. “Dd youever think of marrying agai i?” “Y—yes, once or twice,” confessed the young widow. ‘I'm not very old, you know, and I don't think Charley would have objected if—"* “Etactly,” interrupted Mr. Madi- son. “Will—would you take me?" “Oh, Mr. Madison!" ‘For a husband, I mean,” said he, Dluntly. ‘I believe Iam nearly forty, and Iam not what the ladies would call ‘a perfect Adonis’ But I have learned to love you; and I believe, if you would allow me, I could make you happy.”’ The pretty little widow drew a long. sobbing breath. Beneath the shadow of her fern-garianded hat he could see tha: her liquid-brown eyes were full of tears. “I think,”’ she said, in a low voice, “that your wife would be perfectly happy, Mr. Madison.” “Will accept the situation, then?" And Mra, Wallace said: “Yes” | And there was no further question o/ i teaching, or doing embroidery for the fancy atores, or grinding out a liveli- hood by any of the orthodox methods. There isno doubt but it was an im- mense relief; for, after all, Mrs) Wal- lace was not yet twenty, and she had a vague horror of coming te too close quarters with the world of which she knew so littl. Mr. Madison, too, was wealthy; and Mrs. Wallace had experienc: d enough of poverty to ena- ble her to value a competence at its fall worth. “Altogether,” she said, radiantly, “I am the happiest woman in the world.”” She walked home from the pionic, leaning on Mr. Matison’s arm, and thinking toherself that surely never the moon had risen solike a shield of ruddy pearl, never the whip-poor- wills had sung so delightfully as now. To her surprise and gratification, when she reached the little mountain hotel. on the shores of the Iake, the evening stage had brought arelay of new guests, and among their number was old General Trafton, who had been one of her dead husband's most faithful friends. She raa, girl-fashion, te meet him, with extended hands. *O, General Trafton!’ she cried. “Iam so glad to see you here, now of all times in the world.” “Are you, puss?’ he said, with a paternal kiss. --Well, I'm glad to svo that you have at last made friends with your brother-in-!aw."" “My brother-intaw!" cried Mrs. Wallace with a puzzled face. “I don't know what you sro talking about, General. But. pray,"’ her dimpled face brightening as Mr. Madison ad- vanoed to her side, “Jet me introduce Mr. Madison toyou. Mr. Madison," with a shy, pretty drop of her eye- lashes, ‘this is General Trafto:!"’ “Child, child," quoth the old Gener- al, “I knew him b-fore you were born. We culled him Ned Wallace then— that was before the Madison fortune oame to him, and compeled him to be- come Elgar Wallace Madison. Why, he’s the very brotherin-law you've been afraid of so long?’ The little widow turned, with sparkling eyes, and color as deep as a rose, to her fiance. “Is this true?’’ said she. ‘Then you have been deceiving me all this time.’’ “It is true,” he answered, half laughing; ‘and I have mot ben de- ceiving you. Didn't you know that my name was E.lgar W. Mndisou?"’ “But I did:'t know that the ‘W.’ was for Wallace," she cried. “My own darling.”’ he whisvered, softly, “we were so prejudiced against each other. When I sav how sweet and innocent you were, I resolved to win your heart, if I could. Now thatI have done so; you will not let an initial part us, will you?"’ And Mrs. Wallace allowed her hand to remain in his while she answered. half laughing: “No.""—N. ¥. Ledzer. —_—_—~+o Opium-Eating Animals. It has recently been observed that Opium affects apes just as it does men, producing all of the physical symp- toms, and strongly euggesting the presence of some, at least, of the | typical psychical accompaniments. | A certain ape would always follow uy opiam-smoker, would look for the ! remnants which the smoker left un- | used, would cry when not admitted to the room where smoking was going on, and so on. The habit takes the | Same possession of hem that it does of men. Apes who are in the habit of getting a little opium are inactive, dull and u-eless if they miss their usual dose; and a Chinese merchant is recorded as having a large ape who howls piteously when his usual ration of the drug is denied him. Similar ef- fects have been observed ia dogs, and strikingly illus'rate the fanction 1 similar.ty of the central nervous sys tem of the higher mammalia.— Science. = ___ —The fact is suggestive of the in- tensity of the strain of city life that while from 1852 to 1868 ihe population of Chicago increased 5.1 times, and the death rate $7 times, the deaths from , Nervous disorders increased 20.4 — Bos- i tom Budget. jeraz !" exclaimed a customer as she | FULL OF FUN. | —Do not think a man is cornerey Because he bas a husky voice. —If an oyster were to wear lace it would naturally affect blue point wouldn't it? This style of joke is pet tponein a box to take home —Lift, —How doth the titsle busy boom ime Prove each shining minute, and seck to prove te every one that there ig something in i, —Baltsmore American, —In the beer business one must have a pitcher to work the ‘igrowler."* dat in base-bali business it's the umpire who works the erowlers. —Why te the bridegroom more ex. pensive than the bride? The bride is always given away, while the bride groom is often cold. —The man who doesn't know «what's in a name’ had better go and forge one—then he'll find out mighty quick.—Charlestewe Enterprise. —Why don't sme of the folks get married? We could writeup the affair in fine style, and then we could tell you how we enjoyed the nice piece of cake you sent us. —Freq. stune ( Tex.) News. —Mother—“Why are you crying, Fanng?” Fanny—**Tommy—boohoo —hit me as hard as he could with that big stick. Tommy, hit me again ag ma can see how you did it—boohool” — Texas Siftings. —Spriggs—“How much older is your sister than you, Johnny?” Jobnny —‘Idunno. Maud uster be twenty- five years, then she was twenty, and now she aint only eighteen. I guess we'll soon be twins.’ — Farmers’ Home. —The hungry man in a restaurant will avoid the pretty waiter girl if he is wiee. The homely girl won't ex- pect so much admiration, and she will bring his dinner quicker by thirty- eight degrees. —Journal of Education. —American Guest—“My graciousl what's that under the sofa? See, there it goes under the nlano.” G:rman Host—“‘Ach, mein Gott! dot vos only der cheese I bonght to day. He'sa leetle playful!’"—Town Topice. —A consoling thought. — ‘When cigarettes their vapors biow In people's throats and choke them, It ts some comfort slight to know, ‘They kill the dudes that smoke them. — Washington Cvisic —When a certain Springfield man was taken sick the other day a young physician was promptly called, an@ when a few days later the family dog fell ill an old doctor, a man of large experience, was hastily summoned te attend the sufferer.— Springfleld Home- stead. —Affectionate Wife (to her fault finding husband)—‘John, dear, would , you like to be cremated when you die?” Huasband—*Who talks about | dying! But I'll be calm, Euphemia — and say: No cremation for me me on foe. I've had and always shall have a hot enough time of i while alive."—WN. ¥. Ledger. —A clergyman, who was very seal- ons in bis ministerial work, in walking along a lonely road overtook a peies'rian, and after a few moments asked him, in a solemn tene: “Are you prepare to die, sir?” The man, supposing that hehal been overtaken by a highwayman, who was about te kill him, shouted murder, and f-d at the top of his speed.—N. ¥. Ledger. —In contributing a poem, a corre Spondent writes: ‘Messrs. Editors—I enclose, with hesi ation, a vacation recreation; in expectation of examina- tion for acceptation or condemnation, according to your approbstion, or-de- teatation in your vocation to the educa- tion and consolation of the congrega- tion of your pubication. With obit gation, and not irration-ally,"’ etc.— N. ¥. Observer. —Indian Chiet----Big Injan heap peaceful now; no buffalo meat." Ov:he man—“You mean that the buffalo are all gone, and if you leave your reservations you will be without fod?’ “White man speak truth.” “Why don’t you take possession of s Western town and break into the h -tels and restaurants?” “Big Injum beap careful of his stomach.’"—Omahe World. ee She Was Excusable. “Have you any—any strawberries?” the asked as she suldenly entered a hardware sore. “Not to-day, madam, sorry to say,” courteously re:-lied the proprietor. “Great Scots! but is the woman went slowly out. “No, sir, not a bit «f it,” said the proprietor, “She was down tows without her husband knowing it. She saw him on the street and dod red im bere to escane meeting him. She was quite confusel, and she asked for strawberries, Hippens three or four tives a week, sir. and the poor things are quite excusabie."’—Detrou Free Press. € —_— —__ € Up tor Swindling. Visitor (to convic )—What are yos in for, my friend? Conviet—I got ten years at hard lab r for swindling. Visitor—Swindliug is very bad Waat labor do you have to do? C nyect—I'm in the shoe depar> men, sir. I cut out the pieces of pasteboxrd which are put between the soles.—N. ¥. Sun. * oe. - : —The mosquito is a fortunate ec lector. He always finds you in whee be presemts his bill —Lowell Culizen. sad